The two male ghosts on the side looked at each other. In their eyes, this was a sign that the ghost king Yang Yingjie was angry. Whether they were distinguished guests or old slaves in the ghost palace, he could catch and devour them at will. However, this time
He seemed to have suppressed his temper and seemed to have a somewhat different temperament than usual.
The female Rakshasa did not dare to say anything, she trembled and lowered her head, slowly walking backwards towards the outside of the ghost palace. In the dark night, the female Rakshasa's face was pale at this time, and it could be seen that he was extremely frightened.
A quarter of an hour later, in Pawn Shop No. 9, a girl as beautiful as a fairy, dressed in thin silk clothes, swam back and forth in the emerald pool.
His expressionless face was cold, but there were two residual tears. Although he was an idiot by nature, he still had feelings. When the female Rakshasa brought the news about Deng Ji, he was stunned for a moment.
It's not that the devil will appear after a hundred years - "Why did a ghost king of the Qin Dynasty, Yang Yingjie, suddenly appear?"
snort!
When Rong Wan'er sat on the edge of the swimming pool, there was no longer any anger in this woman's heart.
No matter how he treated Deng Ji and how many wrong things he had done for her over the years, Deng Ji just coldly called herself master, but he was her first apprentice after all, and Rong Wan'er already wanted to
Okay, let’s destroy the ghost palace and rescue Deng Ji.
After making the decision, Rong Wan'er began to plan the matter.
Before that, she had never fought with anyone since she was imprisoned in the stone house by Hongjun. She had to prepare first and use the unique spiritual energy of this place to open up a unique bloodline in her body that had not yet been opened.
Not long after, Rong Wan'er opened his eyes in panic and looked at his palms, his face full of disbelief.
"How is it possible? It can't be used...how is this possible?" Rong Wan'er exclaimed in shock.
At this moment, when she was about to challenge the enemy, she suddenly realized that no matter how hard she tried, the holy power just couldn't be used, as if it had suddenly disappeared without a trace.
Rong Wan'er opened his head and looked around, but couldn't see a single figure. Di Lei Huo Feng had already gone to sleep at this time.
"This is terrible, it should be a sign of going crazy." Rong Wan'er thought to himself: "How can I rescue Deng Ji from the ghost palace in this condition?"
Suddenly, Rong Wan'er, who was dizzy, saw a young man in a trance and stretched out his palm towards him. The smile on the young man's face was as warm and bright as the winter sunshine.
"Give me your hand and I'll pull you out." The man said softly. "Situ Ping, why are you here?"
At this moment, Rong Wan'er suddenly felt a suffocating hot feeling, violently burning every part of her body. An unprecedented weakness made her whole body sore.
"Are you feeling unwell? Don't scare me. Your body is so hot right now. Rong Wan'er, wake up, wake up." Situ Pingping said anxiously.
Situ Ping will always remember the scene of that day. Before that day, he was a single man. Although he was only a disciple of Kongtong Mountain, he lived a free and easy life.
Until that day came, Rong Wan'er fell in his arms, murmuring some words from his dream, and he suddenly woke up. At that moment, he fell in love with this woman who was full of aura.
Since ancient times, gentle ladies and gentlemen have always loved each other. Situ Ping was already deeply immersed in getting along with Rong Wan'er. Rong Wan'er told Situ Ping that his name was Rong Wan'er.
Rong Wan'er guessed that the ghost king Yang Yingjie gathered hundreds of old demons in the mountains and used forbidden methods to cause most of his skills to disappear. Situ Ping was furious because of his beauty, so he entrusted it to his senior sister Di Yaxian and told her to use Rong
Wan'er took good care of him, but he left Kongtong Mountain alone when everyone thought he would stay with Rong Wan'er.
Situ Ping sneaked into the ghost palace and took advantage of the moment when everyone in the ghost palace was attracted by Rong Wan'er. He sneaked into the prison and escaped safely with Deng Ji.
The Ghost Palace was heavily guarded, but Situ Ping easily sneaked in. When Ghost King Yang Yingjie discovered it, they had already escaped from Goshawk Mountain where the Ghost Palace was located.
With Situ Ping's skills, there was no suspense in getting rid of those who were chasing him, but how could the Ghost King Yang Yingjie let him escape so easily?
However, this time, everyone did not feel that Ghost King Yang Yingjie was angry. On the contrary, he seemed very calm. Is he really that Situ Ping?
"Well, we must capture them. With the two of them as hostages, we won't be afraid of Rong Wanrong!"
The earth shook, and the spears in the hands of those who were chasing Situ Ping and the others burst into bright light, and flew towards Situ Ping's back in an instant, as fast as the wind.
"You won't die this time?" the male ghost in red robe said with a ferocious expression.
The companions who were with the male ghost in red robes were all sneering. This blow shattered the void between heaven and earth. Could Situ Ping escape? Those male ghosts were very confident.
"Whoa!"
Just when everyone thought that the spear was about to hit, Situ Ping took Deng Ji's hand and disappeared in an instant.
"How is this possible..."
The male ghosts were shocked and angry. With a roar, everyone's eyes bulged out and they were stunned.
"Despicable and shameless rats, if you have the guts, you can have an open and fair fight with me!" Situ Ping suddenly appeared in front of those male ghosts at this time, and these people pursued him so hard that he couldn't help but become angry.
He rushed from a distance without any unnecessary words. This time, he was really angry, and he was furious. He no longer held back.
"Those who defy heaven will die and all directions will be destroyed!"
He roared, and his whole body glowed with brilliant golden light, and his whole body seemed to merge with the sword in his hand in an instant. Is this the legendary fusion of man and sword?
Situ Ping was angry and killed the male ghosts with a sword, but there were still pursuers behind him. He was even bitten on the arm many times by the hundred poisonous golden poison released by the ghost king Yang Yingjie, but he still accelerated his speed and headed towards
He ran wildly in the direction of Hangzhou City, using his magical powers to create chaos for the pursuers behind him.
In this way, when Ghost King Yang Yingjie was so angry that he was furious at his subordinates, they finally managed to escape. Deng Ji looked at Situ Ping in confusion.
Deng Ji believed that this man must have a close relationship with his master.
Situ Ping knew the doubts in Deng Ji's mind, but he did not explain too much. Instead, he sent Deng Ji to Hangzhou and let her live in Pawn Shop No. 9 with Di Lei Huofeng.
She should be feeling better already!
He was not sure of the answer. After leaving Hangzhou, it became a burden on his mind when he was on the road.
She had a faint smile, but for some reason he was extremely afraid of seeing this woman's smile, but he could never think of a reason.
Now, he was a little tired, and rescuing Deng Ji had consumed almost all her energy, but he didn't want to stop, he wanted to rush to Rong Wan'er as soon as possible.
With such infatuation and concern, she would heal her wounds. They must get back this bloody debt together.
So that ghost king Yang Yingjie must die.
He even felt that meeting Rong Wan'er was his new life. Except for his admired master Zang Lingzi, no one had ever given him this feeling. He felt that he was already changing, and it was Rong Wan'er who changed him...
However, on the road, a Li Hong figure holding a long sword seriously injured him again.
Before he left, he saw blood dripping from the tip of the sword in the man's hand. At this time, his spirit was on the verge of collapse.
Finally, he reached Kongtong Mountain.
"Ah!!!" Situ Ping woke up sweating profusely amid the screams. He roared angrily and let out a wild beast-like howl.
"Who is that person...I must find her...broken into thousands of pieces...broken into thousands of pieces..."
Rong Wan'er's medical skills are so superb that everyone around him admires her.
After Situ Ping recovered a little from his injury, he made a decision immediately.
First, the ghost palace of the Ghost King Yang Yingjie must be destroyed; second, Situ Ping has no compassionate heart, and he does not have it now and will not have it in the future.
Therefore, the second decision was to cut the ghost king Yang Yingjie into thousands of pieces in order to relieve the hatred in his heart.
It's easier said than done.
Relying on Rong Wan'er's expertise in medicine, he gave Situ Ping several doses of healing and blood-purifying medicine, and gave him to drink them on time. About ten days passed, and these ten days were not easy. In order to take care of Situ Ping,
Ping, Rong Wan'er can be said to be inseparable, during this period
Time also allowed Rong Wan'er to see another side of Situ Ping. When he looked at Rong Wan'er, Situ Ping's expression would be particularly gentle. That kind of quiet and peaceful smile would often make Rong Wan'er look in a daze, "This
Man, do you like yourself?"
More than ten days passed in a blink of an eye. Situ Ping's injuries were almost healed. Rong Wan'er, who was in charge of the diagnosis, was extremely cautious in the process of unblocking the meridians with golden needles every day.
The sun was setting in the west and the stars were rising. Situ Ping, who had completely regained his vitality, fell asleep quietly and was breathing evenly. He should be fine.
Rong Wan'er was able to catch his breath, yawned, and wanted to find a pillar to lean against to sleep. He glanced over and saw Di Yaxian walking in not far away, but Rong Wan'er had already closed his eyes tiredly.
"With the progress of this era, most of the achievements of the gods have been completed. People nowadays like to indulge in lust. Fewer and fewer people are afraid of your No. 9 pawnshop. How can those greedy people realize that
You have to understand the principles of being a human being, and becoming a god is about to begin. You will meet a very important person.
and his masters, one is named Li Xiaokuang and the other is named Zhou Qing. Li Xiaokuang is none other than Liao Xiaojin, Zhou Qing’s eldest disciple. The key to becoming a god this time is Korea, where the earthly immortal world overlaps with the human world. You have to pay careful attention there.
Movement is good." In Rong Wan'er's sleep, the ancestor of Hongmeng said with emotion.
"Don't worry, master, the Tao you taught will definitely be carried forward in me." Rong Wan'er, a disciple of Hongmeng's ancestor, couldn't help but smile and said with confidence when he heard his master's emotion.
This Rong Wan'er is an idiot, so he is very dedicated no matter what he does. He and the ancestor of Hongmeng are said to be apprentices, but in fact they were born together. The other one is Hongjun. Rong Wan'er is simple-minded and has a simple nature.
He is an idiot, but he is favored and cared for by the ancestor of Hongmeng.
"But, master, master, you are far away, indifferent to fame and wealth, and don't like publicity at all. If you rebuild the world with your strength, we won't have to do these things anymore." Rong Wan'er suddenly said thoughtfully.
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After being sealed for ten thousand years, this Rongwan's brain has become much more flexible, but he is still just a smart idiot. Because his body is thin, he is often replaced by some sick people, so he doesn't want to do very tiring things.
After hearing these words, the ancestor of Hongmeng turned his head and glanced at Rong Wan'er, shook his head, and thought to himself: Qinglian is feminine, although her magic power is strong, she is a person who is not deeply involved in the world. Her thoughts are too simple, and she thinks that the existence of Tao exists.
It's so easy to change.
You must know that now is the era of the decline of heaven, and people in the world of cultivation are entering the world one after another to prepare for the last time to become gods. Originally, each sect had a ban, which strictly prohibited the disciples of each sect from using cultivation magic to fight with mortals. The ancestor of Hongmeng is
The controller of Heaven's Law will certainly not offend Heaven's Law, lest other sects find out about it, and then they will be ridiculed by thousands of people.
But thinking about it, Rong Wan'er is his most beloved disciple and can be regarded as his orthodox successor. He has to understand and control all of this because she is an idiot by nature and single-minded in her work.
In this way, the ancestor of Hongmeng left without saying anything. He thought that the ancestor of Hongmeng had told Rong Wan'er not to imitate that Yin Ji, but in the end he still failed to prevent the encounter between Rong Wan'er and Sanxian Yuanfa. Later, Hongjun asked Hongmeng for advice.
What should the ancestor do? The ancestor of Hongmeng didn't say anything. He just told Hongjun to let him break up Rong Wan'er and Sanxian Yuanfa, and then send Sanxian Yuanfa to the ancient North Pole.
When he woke up, Rong Wan'er saw that Di Yaxian had left, and quietly approached Situ Ping. Very carefully, he covered Situ Ping with the quilt next to him, and then looked at the man carefully.
"Hmm...ha..."
Situ Ping slept soundly. Although Rong Wan'er looked at Situ Ping with a blushing face, Situ Ping, who was intoxicated in his sleep, had no idea that Situ Ping was indeed too tired. Even if the sky fell at this time,
He was just being covered by a quilt, and he didn't know what he saw in his sleep. Situ Ping had a smile on his face and he laughed twice before turning over and sleeping on his side, continuing to snore as if nothing happened.
"Haha, what a sleepy man."
Rong Wan'er smiled and continued to look at Situ Ping, his eyes constantly turning around following his body.
"I still can't forget brother Yuanfa, so we are destined not to be together!"
In his sleep, Situ Ping suddenly turned over and launched a surprise attack, rolling onto Rong Wan'er's lap, using Rong Wan'er's pair of extremely elastic breasts as his own pillow.
Smiling softly, he put his hand gently on Situ Ping's head. Rong Wan'er gently stroked Situ Ping's long black hair. Looking at Situ Ping's smile in his sleep, Rong Wan'er said shyly: "You
Ah, what a stupid guy, how could he fall in love with someone after only a few meetings?"
"When I hold your head, do I look like your wife?" Rong Wan'er smiled warmly, "If I promise you, don't you think you got a big deal?"
Creatures in the world play tricks on people, and even a saint like Rong Wan cannot escape from the trap of love.
Situ Ping suddenly opened his eyes and found that Rong Wan'er had his head lowered, holding his head and twitching slightly, "What are you doing... Hey! Why are you crying?"
"No...no." The two sat down side by side and started chatting.
Rong Wan'er laughed, "I'm not an ordinary superficial woman, don't think I'm crying for you."
"That's right."
For some reason, Rong Wan'er had a vague hope in her heart. She hoped that one day she could hear her brother Yuan Fa singing a song to her.
That was what the male immortal Sanxian Yuanfa from the prehistoric times liked to brag about most. To the God of Destiny, could such a fate be considered a punishment?
He didn't know when, but her eyes were full of hope. But he knew in his heart that the Situ Ping in front of him could not be compared with Sanxian Yuanfa.
At this moment, she finally understood. Looking at the golden morning light on the horizon, Rong Wan'er sighed quietly.
well!
Why, to this day, do I still feel an inexplicable flutter about the word "love"?
Haven't I walked through this alone for so many years?
Being enclosed in a stone house, the loneliness of having no close friends, and being alone, has turned Rong Wan'er into a solitary personality who is indifferent to others and looks down upon all creatures in the world.
Thinking back carefully, Rong Wan'er smiled helplessly. It was very interesting to see Situ Ping's every move. The Situ Ping in front of him was always high-spirited and had a rare masculine spirit that made people's hearts beat.
That is a kind of true heroism that is extremely rare to see in the world.
Rong Wan'er asked herself secretly: Is this feeling the love between a man and a woman?
Seeing Situ Ping at a loss in front of him, Rong Wan'er was both angry and amused, "You idiot, ugh! I really like shy men..."
Although Rong Wan'er had not surrendered his heart to Situ Ping, and he had no idea at the moment, he remembered that the male immortal in the prehistoric times was also so easily shy.
Rong Wan'er recalled the scene with that male fairy that night tens of thousands of years ago. Tens of thousands of years had passed, and he hadn't changed at all, but the development of things was something no one could have expected.
It's half a month again, and seven of the main figures of the Emei sect, dressed in modern ordinary people's clothes, have gathered in Hangzhou. Led by Qi Jinchan, the son of Miaoyi Zhenren, they are led by Shi Sheng, Nanhai's twin boys Zhengen, Zhendui, and Nanhai.
Yi Ding, Yi Zhen, the grandson of Yi Zhou, the Sanxian of Xuangui Palace, and the young monk A Tong, the young disciples of Zen Master Baimei, have become the leaders of the younger generation of Emei Sect. This time, they first came to be taught by the master of Emei Sect.
Following the instructions of Master Miaoyi Qi Shuming, Qi Jinchan saw that his friends were all here, so he asked Rong Wan'er to go to famous mountains all over the world to invite famous celebrities.
Rong Wan'er told the seven people to be more careful on the road to avoid being plotted by the ghost king Yang Yingjie. After Qi Jinchan and the seven left, Situ Ping also took the order to leave. Rong Wan'er ordered Situ Ping to find his master Zang Lingzi and ask for help.
, before leaving, there were still three tips to give, so everyone stayed at the No. 9 pawnshop with Rong Wan'er and Deng Ji Di Lei Huofeng to wait for the news. Rong Wan'er only asked everyone to keep their eyes on the road, and they were dueling with the demons in the ghost palace in front of them.
The date and location have not yet been determined. It seems that all the strange old men from the Emei Sect and the Sword Sects need to be present before the discussion can take place. Rong Wan'er calculates the future situation, which will definitely be dangerous and difficult. He thought to himself: "The matter is complicated and the responsibilities are heavy. I and these fellow sects have gone through it."
It's also shallow, so be careful.
"It's been so long, why hasn't Situ Ping come back..." At this time, Rong Wan'er was standing in the yard with a sad face. The Ghost King Yang Yingjie approached silently, wanting to sneak attack Rong Wan'er.
"Ghost King Yang Yingjie... Humph, you still dare to come. Do you think I'm afraid of you?" Rong Wan'er whispered: "Today, I will make an agreement with you to become a god again."
"Oh..." Yang Yingjie didn't expect Rong Wan'er to say the words of becoming a god. Rong Wan'er glared at Yang Yingjie angrily, and slowly explained the rules of becoming a god again to the ghost king Yang Yingjie!
Although it was not sincere, Ghost King Yang Yingjie tried hard to make himself accept this fact. Situ Ping did not come back, and there was no reply from Zang Lingzi. At this time, Rong Wan'er was still worried about Ghost King Yang Yingjie the most.
In order to completely destroy the Ghost King Yang Yingjie and his ghost palace, and return peace to the world, Rong Wan'er and Di Yaxian began to discuss the details of being a god again after the Ghost King Yang Yingjie left.
"You are afraid of being attacked by soldiers, but there is a wonderful opportunity right in front of you." Diaxian smiled and said: "If the goddess doctor can come, you won't be afraid of being attacked by soldiers. Calculating the days, he should be released from confinement in these few days."
Rong Wan'er was surprised and said happily: "The goddess doctor you mentioned is the one known as the 'New Nuwa'..."
"Yes, it's her."
"Then what are you waiting for? Let's leave now."
Xu Feiniang, the goddess doctor Wanmiao Fairy, is a mythical figure who has been famous throughout the land of China since the beginning of time.
I don’t know since when, plagues often appeared in various countries. They discovered that there was a graceful, refined and refined woman in white who saved a large number of ordinary people’s lives with her superb and exquisite medical skills. All the patients treated by her were
Can come back from the moment of death and recover quickly.
In a short period of time, her status in the hearts of the mainland people was as high as that of "Nuwa, the mother of mankind". In order to commemorate her kindness, people honored her with an extremely honorable name, "New Nuwa"
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Although Rong Wan'er had never met him, he knew this person. However, Xu Feiniang began to retreat a hundred years ago. According to the calculation of the time, it would be the time for her to leave the retreat in these days.
"Where to find her?"
"Yongfu Mountains, it is said that Fairy Wanmiao has been living in seclusion there." Di Yaxian once again revealed the answer to the mystery.
"Yes, Wanmiao Fairy Xu Feiniang's destination is extremely fixed. Once chosen, it will not change again."
Rong Wan'er said: "The second canonization of the gods is about to take place. Maybe she is here for this purpose to prevent casualties."
Rong Wan'er and four others rode a carriage to the Yongfu Mountains, but what they got was a disappointing answer.
"What! He left." Deng Ji and Lei Shi said angrily: "Did she say where she was going? Did she say when she would be back?"
"I heard that it was because she had an enemy. When I heard that she was out of seclusion, she chased after him." Rong Wan'er said, "Could it be that she left the Yongfu Mountains to avoid this enemy."
The disciples of Wan Miao Fairy looked at Rong Wan'er's unparalleled beauty and elegant temperament, as if she were an immortal descended into the world. Dia Xian's appearance was extremely Confucian beauty. It was Deng Ji and Lei Shi who, after many trials,
Unlike the vulgar appearance he had when he just came down the mountain, he looked in high spirits. He nodded now and answered Rong Wan'er's question.
"As a doctor, you can only save people. Will you also have enemies?"
"Everyone will have enemies in the human world. Of course, even in the fairy world, there are people who have grudges with you." Rong Wan'er said: "Sometimes, people can't help themselves in the world, and they can't escape."
"Rong Wan'er, maybe Fairy Wanmiao just wants to hide for a while. Maybe she will appear on time when she becomes a god again."
After analyzing the possible situation, Rong Wan'er could only hope that this would be the case.
When he returned to Pawnshop No. 9, Lei Jian lay down on the table, drank the tea in one gulp, grabbed a plate of snacks, and chewed them, almost eating the plate.
"It's so ugly. Master, you see, it's all because you didn't teach me well." Deng Ji said angrily when she saw the Lei Envoy's careless look.
Rong Wan'er remained silent. Fairy Wanmiao's medical skills were a gift from the gods and were the best in the world. Without his participation, the number of casualties would have been unavoidable after becoming a god again.
Deng Ji and Lei Shi didn't know the exact situation, but when they saw Rong Wan'er and Di Yaxian, two people who had always been resourceful and resourceful, both of them had sad faces, they knew that this matter was difficult to handle, so they couldn't help but sigh.